Right now my specialty seems to be season 8 storylines for Monica and
Chandler (See TOW The Dinner Party for another version). This one will
probably take longer to complete since I am a busy college student who
probably shouldn't be wasting time writing these anyway. I figure this
series starts after TOW The Red Sweater.
***
Before Rachel told Ross he was the father she wanted to 100% sure that she was pregnant. Sure, two positive pregnancy tests were pretty convincing, but she needed to hear a doctor say it before she would tell Ross that their on again off again relationship was about to get even more complicated.
"Oh, thank God you guys are here," Rachel entered her old apartment to find Monica and Phoebe sitting on the couch, admiring all of Monica and Chandler's wedding gifts. Actually Monica was admiring the wedding gifts, Phoebe just faking enthusiasm and repeating "Yes, Monica, that's very lovely," over and over again. Some things never change, Rachel thought to herself.
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything's fine. It's just, before I tell Ross everything I want to be absolutely sure that I'm pregnant."
"But sweetie, you already took two pregnancy tests and they were both positive," one could always count on Monica to point out the obvious.
"I know, I know, but I just need to be really sure."
"Alright," said Phoebe, "Come over here and let me see your left pinkie."
"As much as I appreciate that Pheebs, I think I'd much rather have a real doctor."
"Fine, whatever, your loss."
"So, do you want us to come with you?"
"Oh yes, would you guys? That would be so great."
"Of course we'll come."
***
Rachel sat on the exam table in the doctor's office and Monica and Phoebe sat in chairs. The receptionist and the doctor gave Rachel funny looks when she asked if her friends could accompany her into the examination room, but Rachel needed her friends with her.
"Oh, you guys my heart is beating like a million times a second, I don't think I can do this."
"Of course you can Rach," Monica said in her best supportive voice, "and besides, you've got us here with you, not just today, but for a very long time."
"Yeah," Phoebe added, "you are stuck with us."
"Thanks guys."
Just then the nurse came in. "Hi, I'm Jackie, how is everybody doing today?"
"Everybody's good." Monica took the liberty of answering for everyone.
"Well, that's good. Now Ms. Greene, I'm just going to need you to roll up your sleeve so I can take a little blood and we should have the results in twenty four hours."
"Blood?! No one said anything about blood! You are not sticking anything in my arm and you are definitely taking anything out."
"Rachel, calm down, that's the only way she can check other than taking a urine sample and you've done that already."
"I don't care Monica, I'm not going to do it."
"Rachel, if you are pregnant, which you probably are, you are going to have to deal with a lot more pain and a lot more bodily fluids than this."
"Yeah Rach, trust me, this is just a drop in the bucket compared to labor. I just hope you don't have three like I did."
"Alright, I'll do it."
"Good"
"But only if you guys do it to."
"Rach, this isn't like going on a roller coaster, it doesn't make it any easier if we do it to."
"I'll do it."
"Thanks, Pheebs. I guess I know who my real friend is."
"Oh, no fair, I am such a better friend than Phoebe. Here, I'll give a whole pint," Monica rolled up her sleeve and stuck her arm in front of the nurse.
"Are you ladies sure about this?"
"Positive." Again Monica answered for everyone.
"Okay, then I'll have to go get some more vials."
"Well then you just go do that."
"Alright, I'll be right back." As the nurse left the room she let out a sigh of disbelief.
***
It was the next day and the girls were in Rachel and Joey's apartment waiting for the doctor's office to call. "So Rach, if you are pregnant do you think you and Ross will get married?" Monica asked, breaking the silence.
"No, I don't think so. I just can't see myself entering into another relationship with him. To be honest, I'm not sure if I have the strength for it anymore."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"But Rach, you slept with him a month ago."
"I know, but it was just sort of like one friend helping out another friend. We were both feeling kind of lonely, and, I don't know, one thing led to another. But after it was over we both decided that it would just be that one night, that we just weren't meant to be together."
Before Monica and Phoebe had a chance to argue with her Joey walked in. "Hello ladies, what are you up to this fine day?"
"I thought you weren't supposed to be home for another hour," Rachel had hoped it would just be the girls there when the doctor called.
"Yeah, I was, but they decided to shoot more of the stuff about Hope's baby so they're putting the rest of my scenes off until tomorrow."
"So, what's new in the world of DOOL?" asked Rachel, avoiding Joey's question.
"Oh, not much, just the usual, they're bringing this hottie back from the dead to be my latest love interest."
"You know what, I could be a consultant, I know a lot about bringing people back from the dead."
"Oh…okay, Pheebs, but you know what, I think they've got someone already."
"Okay, just thought I'd offer."
"Yeah, anyway. So, what are you girls doing?"
"We're just waiting for the doctor to call."
"Phoebe!"
"What Rachel?"
"Ix-nay on the octor-day."
"What's going on? Is something wrong? Are you okay Rach?"
"No, Joey, everyone's fine. We're just waiting for the doctor to call and tell us whether or not Rachel's…" Before Monica could finish the phone cut her off. The girls looked at each other.
"Either finish your sentence or answer the phone because you're driving me crazy."
"I'll get it. Hello…Yes, this is Rachel Greene." Tears came to Rachel's eyes as she repeated what the doctor had just told her. "It's positive?" Monica and Phoebe looked at each other, smiled, and hugged their pregnant friend. "Wait, what?…I'm sorry, I can't hear you, I can't seem to concentrate right now. Mon, will you take the phone and tell me what he says?" Monica took the phone and Joey looked at Rachel with puzzled eyes. "I'm pregnant," she answered his unspoken question.
"Oh my God, Rachel, that's so…wait. I thought we already new that."
"Well we did, but now we know for sure."
At this point Phoebe and Rachel were in tears and the two of them along with Joey were hugging each other when Monica hung up the phone.
"So," Rachel wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to focus, "what did he say."
"He said that you need to call back tomorrow to arrange for your first prenatal check-up."
"Okay, I can do that. Anything else?"
"You should drink lots of orange juice and anything else with folic acid and stay away from caffeine, alcohol, nicotine and be sure to read warning labels and check with him before taking any kind of medication, even if it's over the counter."
"Okay, I think I've got all that. Call tomorrow for a check-up, drink orange juice, and stay away from drugs. Now, I just need to figure out how I'm going to tell Ross about all of this."
"There was one more thing."
"Really? Isn't that a lot of information to give a person at once."
"I guess."
"So, what else did he say?"
"He said…"
"Mon, is everything alright? Is there something wrong with the baby"
"No. No. Everything's fine"
"Then what is Mon?" There was obvious concern in Joey's voice and Phoebe looked worried too. "You're making us nervous. What did he say?"
"He said that I'm pregnant."
***
Before Rachel told Ross he was the father she wanted to 100% sure that she was pregnant. Sure, two positive pregnancy tests were pretty convincing, but she needed to hear a doctor say it before she would tell Ross that their on again off again relationship was about to get even more complicated.
"Oh, thank God you guys are here," Rachel entered her old apartment to find Monica and Phoebe sitting on the couch, admiring all of Monica and Chandler's wedding gifts. Actually Monica was admiring the wedding gifts, Phoebe just faking enthusiasm and repeating "Yes, Monica, that's very lovely," over and over again. Some things never change, Rachel thought to herself.
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything's fine. It's just, before I tell Ross everything I want to be absolutely sure that I'm pregnant."
"But sweetie, you already took two pregnancy tests and they were both positive," one could always count on Monica to point out the obvious.
"I know, I know, but I just need to be really sure."
"Alright," said Phoebe, "Come over here and let me see your left pinkie."
"As much as I appreciate that Pheebs, I think I'd much rather have a real doctor."
"Fine, whatever, your loss."
"So, do you want us to come with you?"
"Oh yes, would you guys? That would be so great."
"Of course we'll come."
***
Rachel sat on the exam table in the doctor's office and Monica and Phoebe sat in chairs. The receptionist and the doctor gave Rachel funny looks when she asked if her friends could accompany her into the examination room, but Rachel needed her friends with her.
"Oh, you guys my heart is beating like a million times a second, I don't think I can do this."
"Of course you can Rach," Monica said in her best supportive voice, "and besides, you've got us here with you, not just today, but for a very long time."
"Yeah," Phoebe added, "you are stuck with us."
"Thanks guys."
Just then the nurse came in. "Hi, I'm Jackie, how is everybody doing today?"
"Everybody's good." Monica took the liberty of answering for everyone.
"Well, that's good. Now Ms. Greene, I'm just going to need you to roll up your sleeve so I can take a little blood and we should have the results in twenty four hours."
"Blood?! No one said anything about blood! You are not sticking anything in my arm and you are definitely taking anything out."
"Rachel, calm down, that's the only way she can check other than taking a urine sample and you've done that already."
"I don't care Monica, I'm not going to do it."
"Rachel, if you are pregnant, which you probably are, you are going to have to deal with a lot more pain and a lot more bodily fluids than this."
"Yeah Rach, trust me, this is just a drop in the bucket compared to labor. I just hope you don't have three like I did."
"Alright, I'll do it."
"Good"
"But only if you guys do it to."
"Rach, this isn't like going on a roller coaster, it doesn't make it any easier if we do it to."
"I'll do it."
"Thanks, Pheebs. I guess I know who my real friend is."
"Oh, no fair, I am such a better friend than Phoebe. Here, I'll give a whole pint," Monica rolled up her sleeve and stuck her arm in front of the nurse.
"Are you ladies sure about this?"
"Positive." Again Monica answered for everyone.
"Okay, then I'll have to go get some more vials."
"Well then you just go do that."
"Alright, I'll be right back." As the nurse left the room she let out a sigh of disbelief.
***
It was the next day and the girls were in Rachel and Joey's apartment waiting for the doctor's office to call. "So Rach, if you are pregnant do you think you and Ross will get married?" Monica asked, breaking the silence.
"No, I don't think so. I just can't see myself entering into another relationship with him. To be honest, I'm not sure if I have the strength for it anymore."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"But Rach, you slept with him a month ago."
"I know, but it was just sort of like one friend helping out another friend. We were both feeling kind of lonely, and, I don't know, one thing led to another. But after it was over we both decided that it would just be that one night, that we just weren't meant to be together."
Before Monica and Phoebe had a chance to argue with her Joey walked in. "Hello ladies, what are you up to this fine day?"
"I thought you weren't supposed to be home for another hour," Rachel had hoped it would just be the girls there when the doctor called.
"Yeah, I was, but they decided to shoot more of the stuff about Hope's baby so they're putting the rest of my scenes off until tomorrow."
"So, what's new in the world of DOOL?" asked Rachel, avoiding Joey's question.
"Oh, not much, just the usual, they're bringing this hottie back from the dead to be my latest love interest."
"You know what, I could be a consultant, I know a lot about bringing people back from the dead."
"Oh…okay, Pheebs, but you know what, I think they've got someone already."
"Okay, just thought I'd offer."
"Yeah, anyway. So, what are you girls doing?"
"We're just waiting for the doctor to call."
"Phoebe!"
"What Rachel?"
"Ix-nay on the octor-day."
"What's going on? Is something wrong? Are you okay Rach?"
"No, Joey, everyone's fine. We're just waiting for the doctor to call and tell us whether or not Rachel's…" Before Monica could finish the phone cut her off. The girls looked at each other.
"Either finish your sentence or answer the phone because you're driving me crazy."
"I'll get it. Hello…Yes, this is Rachel Greene." Tears came to Rachel's eyes as she repeated what the doctor had just told her. "It's positive?" Monica and Phoebe looked at each other, smiled, and hugged their pregnant friend. "Wait, what?…I'm sorry, I can't hear you, I can't seem to concentrate right now. Mon, will you take the phone and tell me what he says?" Monica took the phone and Joey looked at Rachel with puzzled eyes. "I'm pregnant," she answered his unspoken question.
"Oh my God, Rachel, that's so…wait. I thought we already new that."
"Well we did, but now we know for sure."
At this point Phoebe and Rachel were in tears and the two of them along with Joey were hugging each other when Monica hung up the phone.
"So," Rachel wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to focus, "what did he say."
"He said that you need to call back tomorrow to arrange for your first prenatal check-up."
"Okay, I can do that. Anything else?"
"You should drink lots of orange juice and anything else with folic acid and stay away from caffeine, alcohol, nicotine and be sure to read warning labels and check with him before taking any kind of medication, even if it's over the counter."
"Okay, I think I've got all that. Call tomorrow for a check-up, drink orange juice, and stay away from drugs. Now, I just need to figure out how I'm going to tell Ross about all of this."
"There was one more thing."
"Really? Isn't that a lot of information to give a person at once."
"I guess."
"So, what else did he say?"
"He said…"
"Mon, is everything alright? Is there something wrong with the baby"
"No. No. Everything's fine"
"Then what is Mon?" There was obvious concern in Joey's voice and Phoebe looked worried too. "You're making us nervous. What did he say?"
"He said that I'm pregnant."